The Mafia's Songbird

s. Vincent Baros radiated an aura that told her to run away. He was exactly like the s

garettes and sweat that reeked around the club. The club halted all operations once Vin entered the sce

hed as her eyes dilate from what he assumed was fear. Callie’s le

ree men he caught touching her, zeroing in on the man with a half-

e fact that she’d heard the voice before. From the man who bumped into her earlier. Callie knew he was someone of importance, but she couldn’t be

ck up Callie’s system, settling poorly in her stomach. Her hands find their way to wrap around each of

f a dick back into his pants. All three of them still held that smug expression, but th

ar. If anything, her fear, and anxiety grew worse. Call it survival instincts, but every bone in her little body is telling her tha

the air between them. Nobody dared

for yourselves?” Vin pr

ould play it off as a joke. A disgusting joke that they would re

n eye, he let go of Callie’s arm to cock a pistol and aime

Hey, take it easy, boss,” he tried. “We were just having a little fun.” As he

ith the one hand he used to hold her up. The action was so soft and del

the mafia leader’s eyes pierced through her soul. An intensity that shook her to her core. Callie knew at t

e a tad softer, but still carrying the same

rpose. She wouldn’t be able to explain why, but Callie f

smoothly. “They wer

but before Callie could turn around and face them, t

ump against Vin’s solid chest that she

k,” she he

s if the world had stopped spinning. Then thre

t even time for the other two to tuck tail

would dare speak out of turn. One wrong move could land them in

silent the whole time. His voice sounded ser

ned. Did she think Vin would shoot his men after s

llie’s lips, harsh and painful. The sound surprised

in his hold. He tried his best to peel her away fr

chin and gently titled her head up. Blu

is you

llie

today onward, you are mine… to use as I deem fit, until

dn’t register. Still in shoc

as all a bad dream. Shutting her eyes closed, Callie willed the nightmare to disappe

ce, cupping her cheeks, followed by the deep,

followed. “You’re not dreaming, little bird. You’r